Closer Final Scene

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-This is the moment of your life. -You were perfect. -I still am. -On the way to the hospital I kissed your forehead. -You brute. -The cabbie saw me kissing you. He said, “Is she yours?” I said, “Yes, she’s mine.” She’s mine. So he came to the club, watched you strip, you had a little chat, and that was it? -Yes. -You’re not trusting me. I’m in love with you. You’re safe. You had every right. I just want to know. -Why? -Because I want to know everything. Because I’m a lunatic. Tell me. -Nothing happened. You were living with someone else. -What are you justifying? -I’m not justifying anything. Just saying. -What are you saying? -I’m not saying anything. -I just want the truth. -Where are you going? -Cigarettes. -Everywhere’s closed. -I’ll go to the terminal. When I get back please tell me the truth. -Why? -Because I’m addicted to it. Because without it we’re animals. Trust me. -I don’t love you anymore. -Since when? -Now. Just now. I don’t want to lie and I can’t tell the truth. So it’s over. -It doesn’t matter. I love you. None of it matters. -Too late. I don’t love you anymore, Goodbye. Here’s the truth. So now you can hate me. Larry f…ed me all night. I enjoyed it. I came. I prefer you. Now go. -I knew that. He told me. -You knew? -I needed to here it from you. -Why? -Because he might have been lying. I had to hear it from you. -I would never have told you, because I know you’d never forgive me. -I would. I have. -Why did he tell you? -Because he’s a bastard. -How could he? -Because he wanted this to happen. -But why test me? -Because I’m an idiot. -Yes. I would have loved you forever. Now please go. -Don’t do this. Talk to me. -I am talking, F…k off. -No, I’m sorry. You misunderstand. I didn’t mean to… -Yes, you did. -I love you. -Where? -What? -Show me. Where is this love? I can’t see it. I can’t touch it. I can’t feel it. I can hear it. I can hear some words but I can’t do anything with your easy words. Whatever you say, it’s too late. -Please don’t do this. -It’s done. Now please go, or I’ll call security. -You’re not in a strip club. There is no security. -Why did you f…k him? -I wanted to. -Why? -I desired him. -Why? -You weren’t there! -Why him? -He asked me nicely. -You’re a liar. -So? -Who are you? -I’m no one. Go on, hit me. That’s what you want. Hit me.